Trapping, that's my settings Me and broski then finessing (finessing, finessing) Yehye sum be searching I don't speak, I just be working (be working, be working) I know that's a blessing 'cause these boys has had be talking (be talking, be talking) Dem man there too naked Dem things don't impress me (impress me, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh) Saw man going crazy, dem no go tell you have to follow (to follow) Pack your stuff, you bozos Now, it's time to go home (to go home) Some of dem call me lazy like I wasn't the guy from Zongo All the place I've been was a no-go But, I had nothing to lose (never, ever) Took some losses, baby (baby-baby, baby-baby) But, e never faze me, that's why I respect me (love me bae) I was grinding and waiting, now, dem wan believe me 'Cause they know our season is going way too blazy Now, dem wan give ratings (baby-baby) I dey spy ya-ya (spy, spy) Telling you I see 'em with my eyes (with my eyes) I know they want to be surpri'-'ised (want to be surprised) They know I've been with it, they know I've been with it uh-uh Oh no, menni choice, dwuma yi a na me ye oh Kweku ee mensesa da oh No mensesa da oh Oh no, menni choice, dwuma yi a na me ye oh Kweku ee mensesa da oh No mensesa da oh, uh-uh Oh no, menni choice, dwuma yi a na me ye ohh Kweku ee mensesa da ohh No mensesa da ohh Oh no, menni choice, dwuma yi a na me ye oh Kweku ee mensesa da oh No mensesa da oh Spend some time on the road (road) I've seen my ship capsized ('sized) Been through my ups and downs (down) Too many times I cried (cri'-'ed) 'Cause I've felt empty and alone (a-lone) Things happened to the guy (guys) Say mama and families resides, plenty sacrifices Dem go dey tell man plenty stories, please, let it go (please, let it go) I don't wanna know oh (please, let it go), I don't wanna know oh (please, let it go) From early I saw me ah dream, dem dey see me at road (see me at road) Can't believe what I'm on (can't believe what I'm on) I was riding alone (riding alo-ne) Oh no, menni choice, dwuma yi a na me ye oh Kweku ee mensesa da oh No mensesa da oh Oh no, menni choice, dwuma yi a na me ye oh Kweku ee mensesa da oh No mensesa da oh, uh-uh Oh no, menni choice, dwuma yi a na me ye ohh Kweku ee mensesa da ohh No mensesa da ohh Oh no, menni choice, dwuma yi a na me ye oh Kweku ee mensesa da oh No mensesa da oh

The old home town looks the same As I step down from the train, And there to meet me is my Mama and Papa. Down the road I look and there runs Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. The old house is still standing tho' the paint is cracked and dry, And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on. Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, Hair of gold and lips like cherries. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. Then I awake and look around me, At four grey walls that surround me And I realize, yes, I was only dreaming. For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre, Arm in arm, we'll walk at daybreak. Again I touch the green, green grass of home. Yes, they'll all come to see me In the shade of that old oak tree As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home.

The old home town looks the same As I step down from the train And there to meet me is my mama and my papa Down the road I look, and there comes Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green, green grass of home The old house is still standing Though the paint is cracked and dry And there's the old oak tree that I used to play on Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green, green grass of home Yes, they'll all come to see me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's good to touch the green, green grass of home Then I awake and look around me At the four gray walls that surround me And I realize that I was only dreaming For there's a guard, and there's a sad old padre Arm in arm, we'll walk at daybreak Again, I'll touch the green, green grass of home Yes, they'll all come to see me In the shade of the old oak tree As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home

The old hometown looks the same As I step down from the train And there to meet me is my mama and papa Down the road I look and there runs Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green, green grass of home Yes, they'll all come to meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's good to touch the green, green grass of home The old house is still standing Though the paint is cracked and dry And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on Down the lane, I walk with my sweet Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green, green grass of home Then I awake and look around me At four grey walls that surround me And I realize, yes, I was only dreaming For there's a guard and there's a sad, old padre On and on, we'll walk at daybreak Again, I'll touch the green, green grass of home Yes, they'll all come to see me In the shade of that old oak tree As they lay me 'Neath the green, green grass of home

The old home town looks the same As I step down from the train And there to meet me is my mama and my papa Down the road I look and there runs Mary Hair of gold and the lips like cherries It's good to touch the green, green grass of home Yes, they'll all come to meet me Arms reachin', smilin' sweetly Oh, it's good to touch the green, green grass of home The old house is still standing Though the paint is cracked and dry And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on Yeah, down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary Hair of gold and the lips like cherries It's good to touch the green, green grass of home Yes, they'll all come to meet me Arms reachin', smilin' sweetly Oh, it's good to touch the green, green grass of home Then I awake and look around me At four gray walls that surround me And I realize I was only dreamin' There's a guard and there's a sad old padre Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak again I'll touch the green, green grass of home Yes, they'll all come to see me In the shade of that old tree As I lay me in the green, green grass of home

(It's so good to touch the green green grass of home) The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train And there to meet me is my mama and papa And down the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Yes they'll all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetly It's good to touch the green green grass of home The old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on And down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Yes they'll all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetly It's good to touch the green green grass of home Then I awake and look around me at the cold grey walls that surround me And I realize that I was only dreaming For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak Again I'll touch the green green grass of home Yes they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree As they lay me neath the green green grass of home